Welcome to the Company of the White Tree!

We are a Medium to Heavy roleplaying kinship on the Landroval Server for those of the race of man only.  Specificaly those who play as Gondorians or other men who perhaps through some turn of events in there background find themselves devoted to wageing war in Gondor in the South.  If you think you have what it takes to draw steel in the name of Gondor and make a stand against the Shadow in the East, then inquire within by clicking the Sword and Shield below!

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Current Campsite: Rivendell, Trollshaws

Current Storyline:
In the wake of destruction in the snowy mountain passes of the Misty Mountains, survivors from the Company of the White Tree have found themselves scattered across Eriador and beyond.  Goblins in great number poured forth upon the frozen tundra from beneathe the mountains to lay waste to their foes.  From the north, Orcs riding mighty Wargs from Gundabad charged into the ranks of the men of Gondor.  Outnumbered and in unfamiliar territory, the men of the Company of the White Tree were routed and driven from the Mountains by the whip and the sword of the enemy.  Many were slain, including the allies, the Host of the Silver Star.

To the west, a small number of survivors found their way back to the hidden valley of Rivendell to seek solace from the howls of the hunting packs of the enemy.   A small band of Gondorians who had been too wounded and ill to travel had remained in Rivendell and were swift to welcome With all hope of seeing their homeland again torn from them, the men and women of Gondor gravely mourned their losses and prepared to take councel and decide their fate. 

During this time of uncertainty, heroes were born from the ashes of despair that would rise to become champions of their people and bring hope when their was little to be found.  What fate would be chosen for the men of the south as they stood at the crossroads of defeat and victory?  For the men of Gondor, there was ever only but one choice to make; victory or death...